RONIN
the white knight
light is easy to love.
"Mm, maybe," Ronin agrees softly, though with a great deal more weariness at the prospect. "It would force an end, but you never know what you're going to lose until it's gone at times like this." A relic. A daughter. A home. He does, at least, agree wholeheartedly with the boy's refusal to continue living under The Family's thumb, and the smile he casts his way is small and determined. "Keep that grit, even if it only feels like you can use it in small ways right now. It all adds up - it did for me, anyway. I was standing in your shoes once."
Reaching out to gently clap Kaisel on the shoulder, Ronin squeezes it warmly before he takes a long breath in and hauls himself back to his feet. He doesn't expect the quip in response to his warning about Safrin, and it startles a laugh out of him, the Knight inclining his head in a nod. "Truer words have never been spoken. Come on - if that was the last ship down, then I think that means I have a duty to you to welcome you to Torchline, and get you some food and a strong drink."
Reaching out to gently clap Kaisel on the shoulder, Ronin squeezes it warmly before he takes a long breath in and hauls himself back to his feet. He doesn't expect the quip in response to his warning about Safrin, and it startles a laugh out of him, the Knight inclining his head in a nod. "Truer words have never been spoken. Come on - if that was the last ship down, then I think that means I have a duty to you to welcome you to Torchline, and get you some food and a strong drink."
show me your darkness.
